Why Is My Wife So Pretty นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Instead, he was proud of it. A user on Weibo named ‘Wife, Kids And A Warm Bed’ had sent him a private chat message last night. ‘Brother, I can see that you’re a genuine man. What’s wrong? Offended your wife? Brother, you have to remember these three points. I’m speaking from my own experiences! ‘Number one, the prettiest, cutest, sexiest, and most charming being in this world is your wife! ‘Number two, the being that you must never offend in the world is still your ‘wife’!

His gaze had already unsettled her back in the studio, and now that they were outside, it was even more obvious. With eyes that heated, it was impossible for her to ignore. Lucas, unbothered, replied simply, “Because you’re beautiful. And besides, I’m only looking at my own wife.” Aurora teased softly, “Don’t you ever get tired of looking at me?” Lucas countered, “How could I? You’re my wife, my rose that I’ve nurtured with care. All it proves is that I know how to keep a flower alive.” “There’s a saying—‘A wife’s beauty is a husband’s pride.’”

I growled, frowning at her as my eyes snapped open and I glared at her just to get mesmerized as my eyes landed on her fully. My friend Darsh used to tell me how beautiful women look in traditional attire. He used to tell me how jewelry enhances a woman's beauty. He loves his wife very much and used to praise her almost every day. I called him an idiot But I never thought that I would also become the same idiot because seeing my wife dolled up like a traditional woman, believe me, my heart started beating fast. I felt heat rushing up to my cheeks and eyes, not getting tired of beholding the woman before me as I could only think of one thing; how lucky I became to have such a beautiful, mesme

And when the woman saw Selena seemingly shocked by her words, she patted her cheek and said, “Do you know why I'm so fond of your husband, sweetie?” After saying that, she pursed her crimson lips, without prolonging the suspense with her own answer. “It's because of his straight and strong nose, and his muscular and lean waistline. Men like him are one in a million. I bet he's naturally talented in bed, much stronger than other men. Unfortunately, I've never had the chance to confirm it myself. But when I heard your voice screaming so passionately that day, I knew I was right.” “What do women want in life? Isn't it this? He's a hundred times better than those pretty boys who are useless. So,

She kept her lips tightly shut, looking up at me fearfully. Annoyed by her lack of reply, I continued, "Were you really planning to kill my wife for such a petty reason? Do you really think I would've fallen into your arms so easily just because she was no longer around? That I would replace someone as wonderful as my wife with someone who would go as low as to pursue a man in such a filthy manner?" She snapped and shouted at me, "Just what is so good about her anyway?! She's not particularly beautiful in any special way, came from a poor background, and even lost your unborn child! How could you even want—"

I try changing the subject, so as not to increase her suspicions " Can we go?" I ask and she nods in approval " See you later mom" I say before ushering my wife out The drive to the event was quiet with me stealing occasional glances at her. I can never say this enough, my wife is beautiful. Her smile angelic, even her frown is cute. Today she looks absolutely breathtaking in her velvet dress and mild makeup. He hair is made into a nice ponytail and around her slender neck rest a small, yet expensive jewelry, that screams of elegance.

It's a silent rule cause I don't want them to feel awkward having fans. 'What are you saying? I would love to help, especially if it's a fan of mine. It's like giving back to you for all the support and inspiration you gave me.' what's with this heartfelt statement? I keep my heart beating faster and make myself comfortable at his back. He smelled so good. He opened the door to his apartment. "I'm back." All the conversation started in Hangul but I understand it anyway. "Oh honey, welcome back. Who's that?" I finally see his mystery wife. He never discloses her to the public. She was so pretty in her straight black hair. She probably also just came back from the kitchen with the apron she wa

Carson looked at him thoughtfully and said, smiling, "Well, I must say that you have a good eye for beautiful women after all. The two ladies are very pretty but one of them exceptionally looks prettier than the other. She looks like a fresh lettuce ready for harvest, her skin very tender and inviting too. I think I might consider taking her as a bride if I can't convince your sister to marry me. Which of them is your wife? I guess the other lady," Richard looked up and glared at him. "Find out yourself,"

she said and my lips twitched upwards. One thing was sexy about my wife. And it was the way she always tried to act tough. “Really?” “You think you are all it because you are what the public thinks of you? Do you think the world revolves around you because you are rich and have the looks? That is so wrong, my dear husband,” she shook her head and I laughed. She really struggled to find the perfect words to describe me. She did not want to mention that I was handsome and I knew it.

The way he said my name — slow, teasing, deliberate — makes my heartbeat trip over itself. “I’m not jealous,” I snapped, grabbing my coffee just to give my hands something to do. “Why would I be jealous of your secretary?” He doesn’t answer right away, just studies me with that infuriating calm. Then he leans forward, his voice dropping low enough that it coils around me like smoke. “Because,” he said, lips curving in that wicked half-smile, “you’re my wife. And wives don’t like to share.” My breath catches. For a second, I forget how to speak, and the smug look on his face tells me he knows exactly the effect he’s having on me. I open my mouth to snap back, but he beats me to it.